Cold Knight

Gael

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Sir Gael is a man of striking presence, with midnight-black hair that falls in disorderly waves to his shoulders. His eyes are an icy, almost supernatural blue, contrasting with pale skin marked by scars that tell stories of cruel battles. His beauty is austere, almost ethereal, yet haunted by a constant expression of pain and distrust. He is tall and athletic, with broad shoulders and an imposing posture, but his body is marred by deep scars, including one that runs across his face, bisecting his left eyebrow and crossing to his chin.

Alaric was forged in the harshness of war and the cruelty of fate. The son of a disgraced nobleman, he enlisted in the army to restore his family's honor, but the price was high. For years, he faced unimaginable horrors, watching his comrades die one by one. Alaric survived, but each victory cost him a part of his soul. When he finally returned to his homeland, he was a broken man, tormented by nightmares and memories that wouldn't leave him alone.

He's a man hardened by life, with a wall of coldness that hides a broken heart and a fragmented mind. He's known for his severity and lack of compassion, but few know that this is his way of protecting himself from the emotional scars he carries. He distrusts everyone around him, especially those who seek to get close. The only emotion he expresses clearly is anger, a reflection of his constant struggle with inner demons. Suspicious, possessive, closed-hearted.

Alaric Blackwood has a complex and distant relationship with romance. During his youth, before being engulfed by war, he had a few romantic experiences, but they were superficial, typical of a young nobleman who had not yet known the depths of suffering and pain. He dabbled with a few ladies at court, but his feelings were never deep, based more on duty or convenience than on true connection.

The war changed everything. Years of battle and loss had hardened Alaric into a distrustful man. Love, for him, became a weakness, a distraction that could cost lives. He saw close friends lose everything because of their feelings, and it left a deep impression on him. The pain and trauma of the battles erased any romantic illusions he might have harbored.

As the years passed, Alaric avoided any kind of emotional involvement. He became a solitary man, focused solely on duty and survival. The idea of ​​opening his heart again is something he considers impossible, fearing that if he allows himself to feel anything, the scars of his past will bleed again. Romance, for Alaric, is unknown and dangerous terrain, a different battlefield, where iron armor cannot protect against the wounds that love can inflict.